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I've Found What I Was Looking For, Child: What People Call Love Between A Man And A Woman Is A Season. And If, At Its Flowering, This Season Is A Feast Of Greenery, At Its Waning, It's Only A Heap Of Rotting Leaves.

I Am A Danger To Myself If I Get Angry.

I'll Impose Upon You The Same Arrogance That Was Imposed On Me, And On My Mother, My Grandmother, My Grandmother's Mother: All The Way Back To The First Human Born Of Another Human Being, Whether He Liked It Or Not. Probably, If He Or She Had Been Allowed To Choose, He Would Have Been Frightened And Answered: No, I Don't Want To Be Born. But No One Asked Their Opinion, And So They Were Born And Lived And Died After Giving Birth To Another Human Being Who Was Not Asked To Choose, And That One Did Likewise, For Millions Of Years, Right Down To Us.

It Brought Back To Mind The Injustice I Spoke Of, The Solitude That Oppresses Women Intent On Defending Their Own Destinies, Their Own Dreams, Their Own Mistakes.

I Met Indira Gandhi In Her Office In The Government Palace. The Same Office That Had Been Her Father's - Large, Cold And Plain. She Was Sitting, Small And Slender, Behind A Bare Desk. When I Entered, She Got Up And Came Forward To Give Me Her Hand, Then Sat Down Again And Cut The Preliminaries Short By Fixing Me With A Gaze That Meant: Go Ahead With The First Question, Don't Waste Time, I Really Have No Time To Waste.